One of my classmates, whom I used to hang out with, arrived late at the beginning of the physical education class because he took too long changing clothes in the locker room. When he arrived, the teacher scolded him. Later, at the end of the class, it was customary to spend the last hour playing football. My classmate, just like me, was bad at football, so we weren’t picked, but there was still a spot left on one of the teams. So, the teacher had to decide and “punished” my classmate for being late: he didn’t let him play and sent him back to the locker room, ending the class for him. My teacher considered it a punishment because he was a simpleton who thought that every kid liked playing football.
I cursed not being the one left out, and I had to play that match, obviously with terrible results due to my poor motor coordination, typical of truecels.
